Feathery drifts of snow, shaken from the long pine boughs, flew like white-winged birds and settled about them as they slept.
8 seconds sound clip from the The Outcasts of Poker Flat classic radio drama series episode.
You can hear this line at 00:25:52.600 in the radio play.
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[...]
- Piney. Yes, Duchess? Piney, can you pray?
- No.
- It don't matter. Come rest your head on my shoulder. There. That's better.
- Piney.
- Not goodbye. Just, just goodnight. Goodnight, Piney.
- The wind blowed as if it feared to waken them.
- The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon what had been the camp.
- They slept all that day and the next.
- Nor did they waken when voices and footsteps broke the silence of the camp.
[...]